A Cautionary Tale

Some people just have no sense of humor.

As long as you weren't using the pepper shaker to hold the pulled powder, what's the problem?

I've found that the old addage "what's yours is ours and what's mine is mine" fits pretty good when ever I try to get anything out of the kitchen but it seems that all my screwdrivers migrate into the kitchen somehow.........

You should of put on her stockings. It would of been more entertaining.

My wife has a coffee mug she uses daily that says, "Queen of everything"

After I started building my 12' x 24' "man cave" complete with heating/AC/Internet, she commandeered it for her "woman cave" ... (I am building another 12' x 24' "man cave")

It's give-and-take with the wife. To reward me for the "woman cave", she gave me our old GE front loading washer/dryer for the garage shop stuff. I considered wet tumbling brass in the stainless tub washer but donated it to good cause when my wife bought me another "big" wet tumbler for Valentine's Day present - 3.5 cu ft cement mixer. Now I can tumble 5 gallon bucks of brass at a time.

i think we received 3 strainers as wedding gifts, so she's got 2 in the kitchen and i've got my very own in the reloading room

JSmith said:

She informed me in detail and at length of her views on using food-prep items at the reloading bench.

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And good for you for not arguing with her. Like they say.....you can be right, or you can be happy, not both.

I now have my own colander, hair dryer and bath towels because of a ‘bullet washing / drying incident”.

My wife controls 100% of the sex and 90% of the money in our house hold. She pretty much gets her way....

You are not the only one on that Bud0505

Kind of the other way around at my ranch. I went to Target and bought what "I" wanted , as far a plastic containers, and other needed items for my reload area. Wife has so many types of food containers in the cupboards, can't keep one of 'em closed! Ha I just "pick-n-dump" when I goof up on a reload, not a big deal to me.

I...I am the KING at my house. What I say goes, and I do as I please anytime I please..


As long as I end that statement with ..."yes ma'am"...

One thing I have learned, you don't mess, borrow, beg or steal the wife's cooking utensils... That is a big no-no...

Stuff like that can be had cheap at the thrift store.

Wait till ya try the "Baking wrinkle blacked motorcycle parts in the oven."

My wife read me the right act when she caught me using her strainer also. So yes, do think twice before utilizing the wife's kitchen tools for that of our hobby.

GS

I'm no longer married, but not over anything pertaining to firearms.

If I were, I'd rule the kitchen as well as the armory. That's why I'm no longer married.

Guess I dodged a bullet there. No wife ever. Spent all my money on firearms and reloading gear for years. I have a bumper sticker " He who dies with the most toys wins".

She's Right

Cooking tools are cooking tools. They do not do double duty as firearms or car or carpentry.

I am not married, and when I took a collander from the kitchen to use as a trainer for my tumbling media, it changed and will never go back to the kitchen (at least not without major rehabilitation).

Call me paranoid if you will, but I take no chances.

I have a pump-up spray can for weed killer. I have a (nearly identical) spray can I use for spraying soap on my car. Never the twain shall meet. I have no idea what the weed killer would do to my car's finish or windshield wipers and have no care to bother finding out. I just keep the two separate applicators.

My Mother used to go ballistic if we used her sewing scissors to cut paper.

Some advice delivered by a photographer to two friends of mine newlyweds). The photog had been married for over 50 years.

He said, looking hard at the groom, "You! You do everything she tells you.", then, looking even harder at the bride, but speaking softer, "and you; you spoil him so rotten no other woman will want him."

Women are wired to take care of their families. Their children, their homes, their cookware, their husbands. (Maybe in that order, but at least their husbands are on the list.)

Your wife will never intentionally give you bad advice, simply because it is bad for you as a couple.

Lost Sheep (fully qualified to do marriage counseling because for 60 years I have successfully avoided the institution.)

For those contemplating marriage, it's not all that bad. The key is marrying a wife who is pro-gun and reloading.

I went through many dates for years but when I first met my wife and found out she grew up with guns, her family hunted, was proficient with riding dirt bikes/quads and didn't mind camping and roughing it with 4x4's in the moutains/deserts/sand dunes/lakes/rivers/beach, I KNEW I found the wife of my dreams and told her so. She thought I was crazy but we are going on almost 19 years!

When she introduced me to her family, I was just starting out with match shooting and when I showed them my match belt/holster setup, they welcomed me to the family like a long lost son!

Needless to say, pursuing my shooting/reloading hobby has been much easier than some of my friends who are married to anti-gun wives. When they ask my wife about my "expensive hobby", she smiles and tells them, "When he is reloading, I know where my husband is. Do you know where your husbands are when say they are playing golf?" Of course, she joins me to the range so we have plenty of empty brass to process and reload together.

My daughter is like her mother and being raised wih the same values and virtues. Some of our quality time spent has been playing case sorting by caliber and headstamp hunting. Now she is old enough to resize cases for me. If/when she finds a boyfriend who shows up with a match belt/holster, you all know what my response will be ... a nice chat over my reloading bench ... and perhaps a trip to the range together.

So, if you don't want to have a silly argument with your wife over reloading issues later, find a girlfriend who is pro-gun/reloading now!

About 30 years ago a friend's tumbler gave it up. He had the great idea of put the brass and media in a pillow case, tie it off and toss it in the dryer. Of course, it came open and destroyed the dryer. Cost him a kitchen remodel.

I think this pretty much describes us all: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fj4vLZJhNEk

I occasionally use our strainer to sift the blobs out of some 4895B I bought some years ago. Pasta still tastes good. She's OK with it. We don't mention the time she drove around with a 20lb propane tank rolling around in the bed of my new truck - dented the bed 360 degrees from the inside. Gotta compromise and let things go...

beatledog7 said:

I'm no longer married, but not over anything pertaining to firearms.

If I were, I'd rule the kitchen as well as the armory. That's why I'm no longer married.

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^ that ^
It's a good thing I'm not a mechanic. There would be a transmission on my kitchen table.

My wife is tolerant of guns and reloading as a rule...but I now vacuum the man cave 100 percent of the time after she vacuumed up a live primer that kaboomed. I might add I vacuum that area with an old beat *** shop vac...not HER vac.

bds said:

For those contemplating marriage, it's not all that bad.

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It's not bad at all.

Just as there are 4 rules of safe gun handling, there are rules to marriage. There are a lot more than just 4, but they are just as inviolate.

But if you follow the rules, marriage can even be more fun than shooting/handloading.

Just learn to do it right and don't (figuratively) shoot yourself in the foot.

Lost Sheep

You gotta learn! Everyman needs his own set of colanders for the reloading room. Do your marriage a favor and hit the dollar store to acquire your own.

Kinda reminds me of when I was young and not thinking things through.I was rebuilding the engine in the race car and needed to get everything extra clean before reassembly.Stuck the piston/rod combos in the dishwasher before running to the parts store.Got a phone call from my dad at the parts store.Boy was he a little ANGRY!The hard lessons are the ones we remember the best.